Deborah Boydston Deborah Boydston
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I love the lines: and leave abash, already delicate frame. t’would quickly damage, the yet unpracticed wings

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Just a poem I found in an old notebook :) still needs tweaking I think, but I thought I'd share it anyways


Hold still the hand,
that leaps to wind,
the little gears,
of over eager soul.


The fragile crank,
at heart’s demand,
will turn;
despite it’s fears,
and break it’s bounding box.


For wound too tight,
the anxious springs,
would fall apart;
and leave abash,
already delicate frame.
t’would quickly damage,
the yet unpracticed wings. 2 comments


Flight while wondrous,
would end in bitter crash,
and shattered box would lie;
upon unloving floor.


The heart propelled,
by briefest joy,
lands in dismay,
because of courage;
too falsely felt.


The box that held,
exquisite notes,
that yearned to play,
never to sound;
by act of restless heart.


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